If she winds up losing the arm, she's going to have the most embarrassing "how this happened to me" EVAR. She'll probably just make up something else, because "I almost lost it in a garbage chute trying to sneak into my own place" is just plain sad.

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El Morro:If she winds up losing the arm, she's going to have the most embarrassing "how this happened to me" EVAR. She'll probably just make up something else, because "I almost lost it in a garbage chute trying to sneak into my own place" is just plain sad.

2 Hookers and an 8 Ball: So if trash is the normal diet of a trash compactor, is eating a lawyer akin to junk food?

Bravo, sir. This is without question the first "lawyer joke" I've heard in years that was anything close to clever/funny.

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mongbiohazard:Idiot. And who "loans out" the keys to their farking home?

That's probably code for "Her friends took away her keys in case she might try to drive her drunk ass home." (Although I could be wrong because who the hell drives in NYC?) So her entire keyring is probably safely tucked away somewhere.

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A good friend of mine is a layer here in NYC. More than 1/2 of his cases are pro-bono for people fighting for social security disability who cannot afford to pay. He still makes a decent living with his other cases, which allows him to do all that pro-bono work.

There isn't a security guard in her building to let her in? Those dudes saved my ass a million times. Plus she should at least know a couple of her neighbors well enough for them to let her crash on the coach for a bit until her keys can be located.

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